Talking of virus's, while square bashing at Wilmslow in 1958, a corporal came into the billet one day and found me and one other girl there, she told us she needed 'volunteers' and took us down to the medical centre; where a doctor proceeded to give both of us several injections in our left arms. Next day I was taken ill, and spent the following week in hospital being pumped full of penicillin injections, and collapsed 3 times. One medic got a scare one day when he thought I had passed away, I was unconscious. Still have no clue what they used on us.
While at RAF Bawdsey an invitation to the Christmas Dance was issued to all ranks, it was either 1958 or 59, can't remember which, it was worded thus: Officers and their ladies, NCO's and their wives, Other ranks and their women..! Needless to say, it did not go down well with 'other ranks.'
When we had a Station Dance at Trimingham they arranged for a coach load of local ladies to attend 1953
'Arh me Denis. You brillcream boys certainly had it tough at times! I remember back in '53 I'd received a letter a few days earlier from a mate serving in the RAF. A terrible dump he was stationed at, awkward transport, at least ten miles from Banbury and little entertainment if one managed to get there. I was sitting on the turret of a 'Comet at the time, looking for a fuel bowser (having run out of fuel because our young sir hadn't read the map correctly.) I raised the binos and, through the heat haze could make out a range of hills to the south, perhaps twenty miles away. East and west merely flat, wind rippled sand and stone, with an occasional low scrub around a couple of feet high. To the north, much the same, as far as the eye could see. Tripoli was around 150 miles north east...more or less, where, so it was rumoured, nurses were stationed at the BMH! Having said that all that, the bleakest place I ever did see; was the RAF station at EL Adem and, in my book, any guy who ever served there is worth a pint any time. Cheers Syd.
Well it seems while you were riding thro the sand and heat Syd I was on the East Anglian beaches shovelling sand into bags 10 hours a day for 2 weeks in sleet rain and snow without food all day and no protective clothing for £1.40 per week so the Brylcream boys were lucky All the best
Hi Syd, flew in n out of El Adem a few times and overnighted once among other things we were Air Portable Sqn, for that neck of the woods in our Ferret scout cars, must have been 66 or so, it was a bit of a hole. A great friend married WAF girl who was stationed there and then posted to Cyprus where they met and wed. We had a sqn there while the rest of us had a great time in Libya. " NOT ". Geordie